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minimmoni · 4 months
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another wip from me, of my big three😚‼️ love the og pic sooo much
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makeagif · 4 months
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George: How much for a ride?
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detailedart · 2 years
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Details #4: Boy Blowing Soap Bubbles; Allegory on the Transitoriness and the Brevity of Life, 1663, Karel Dujardin.
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lizablackthorn · 2 months
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me and my best friend after saying “we never judge people”
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nemfrog · 1 year
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Signs of the Zodiac that correspond to lines on the hand. La chiromance, la physionomie, et la geomance. 1663.
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nearmike · 24 days
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Geochal my beloved 🩵❤️
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georgegraphys · 8 days
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George Russell comforts Charles Leclerc after DNS (Monaco GP 2021)
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homoyurism · 10 days
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twin where hv u been 👯‍♀️
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crimsonicarus · 25 days
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12 + B 🫶🏻
Hi, dear! some geochal for the soul
George was 9 years old when he heard the voice for the first time, he was back home from school, had dinner with his parents, he was brushing his teeth when he heard something inside his head, a voice that wasn’t his, speaking in a language he didn’t understand the voice was frenetic. Speaking too fast for George to even try to say something, he started crying in the middle of his bathroom. Mom always said the first time he heard Dad’s voice she felt relieved, why did George feel so stressed after hearing his soulmate for the first time?
“s'il vous plaît, je suis désolé,” said the voice in his mind, oh it was French, George hurried to think of something, to explain himself.
“I don’t speak any French, I’m so sorry” Then silence
“Oh,” The voice said after some seconds of silence “I know some English” He felt the relief his mother spoke about, and the voice inside his head laughed a bit “I’m sorry I scared you”
“I’m sorry I got scared, My name is George”
“Mine is Charles” His tongue twisted weirdly around the R, George liked the way it sounded.
“Charles” He repeated
“Close enough”
Charles was a middle child and lived in Monaco, he played piano and liked the color red, he liked pasta and was the same age. George asked for his last name, his Facebook profile… something.
“I would like us to get to know each other first” George felt a bit frustrated, But we are soulmates… He wanted to say, but Charles kept going “My parents did something similar”
“...Your parents didn’t have Facebook”
But Charles just laughed. He stayed awake the rest of the night talking with Charles and thinking about getting French lessons.
George was 19 when Charles's voice broke into his head, again too fast, a mixture of English and French, George only caught perhaps the middle of it, but he knew something bad had happened, he kept saying that everything was going to be okay. Charles didn't speak for the rest of the day.
George was 20 when he started to think Charles didn’t want them to meet, In a world like this, with so many facilities, Charles never gave him a number, or a profile, not even a last name. Alex called him a helpless romantic, but George wasn’t that sure.
He was 21 and in the middle of a family trip in Italy when something started feeling odd, he stayed in his hotel room that day, something felt scratchy on his head, something anxious on his blood.
George felt like he was going insane when he finally decided to go out for a walk, bought some gelato, and sat under the sun in an attempt to make it go away, but it wouldn’t
He walked around a little bit more, the city was beautiful and he saw a couple of restaurants he would like to visit later, on his way back to his Hotel a man was on a call talking on some quick French. That scratchy thing in his brain came back, he knew that voice.
The man was smaller than him with dark brown hair, he was wearing some light jeans and a white shirt. He was on the phone speaking to his mom about something he saw that day, his mom was named Pascale… same as Charles.
George started walking towards him, and the guy’s eyes stopped on him, George could tell the exact moment something clicked on the other’s head “Charles?”
“George,chéri? ” Charles hurried to hang his call and wrap him in his arms, George felt like he had finally arrived home “How did you even find me?”
He felt a bit dizzy, finally hugging Charles, the smell of his perfume. Everything was a bit too much for him “I didn’t… I was on vacation and-”
But Charles just laughed, something dreamy in his beautiful eyes “This is how my parents met”
Oh “Is that why you never told me-?”
“I’m a romantic”
George cackled, finally letting go of all the tension he didn’t know was holding, Chalre hugged him tighter, maybe it was going to be okay.
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minimmoni · 4 months
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need a championship title fight between these three one day ❤️🔥
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dailysmilingnatsume · 3 months
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3ncr1pted · 1 month
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what would you do. (charles leclerc/george russell pre-charles leclerc/george russell/max verstappen, complete?, 970 words)
“What,” He says, “like a threesome?” He continues because his brain to mouth filter apparently died the second the door shut behind the mousy brown haired man and trapped him in here with him. Charles giggles, at him, his hand coming up to cover his mouth to mute the bubbly sound of it. “Yes, are you in, mate?” He wiggles his eyebrows for extra effect, or innuendo, or just because he can or something–George's brain is sort of fried as the thoughts of him and Charles in bed come to his mind, or him and Max, and then all three of them together. He can feel the way his cheeks go warm.
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autumn816 · 5 months
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nemfrog · 1 year
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Palmistry diagram. La chiromance, la physionomie, et la geomance. 1663.
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allcap16 · 2 years
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my eurotruckers ❤️
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nearmike · 10 days
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Cat got your tongue
44/63/16/33 - Hybrids series pt. 3
-Ok, and? - George had asked incessantly, it wasn't clear to him why his friend wanted to inform him about having bought a new pink vibrator -I have in mind how to use it- Charles had said, remaining deliberately vague -Good for you and Max, I suppose- George was more confused than ever. Charles had continued to look him in the eye without uttering a word, a devilish grin adorning his face -Am I included in the use of your new purchase?- Even then it would be nothing new, somehow they had to get through their days without Lewis and Max. -Yes, and Lewis too. But I have something genius in mind-
Or: Charles wants to try voyeurism, George has the time of his life, Max and Lewis find themselves very into Charles' brilliant ideas
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